A block of wood

A block of wood


We take a block of fine strong wood and mold it as the years go by.
We smooth, we feel, we sand, and we put our entire being into the shape.
We take a chip here, we carefully think about each and every dimension.
We find the finest sail to wrap our creation in.
We pass this on to our children to complete.
They chisel; shape, sand, and polish to build their ship of life.
They wash, sew, shape and smooth the sail.
We watch from afar, our dreams and fears molded into the wood and sail.
We watch as they launch their small ship into the vast ocean of life.
We see the wind catch the sail, the ship moves toward the horizon.
We see them turn smile, and wave goodbye.
We wave, we smile, we sing, we try not to cry.
The happiness of the bee the dolphin is to exist.
For our children it is to marvel at it all.
We have given them the courage to discover the whole.
We realize they are only on a small ship of wood and sail.
They open their sail to the winds and to the world beyond.
They will move the rudder in whatever direction they please.
We have helped shape their passage, with this wood and sail.
But the sea, the wind, the wonders and the world are theirs.
The small ship slowly slips over the horizon.
Sailing away to some faraway land.
We turn and begin to walk our lonely path.
Father and Mother hand in hand.
We look back as the setting sun falls over the sea.
We are searching for the sail.
Wishing we were there, steering the craft.
However.
Knowing, We helped build a strong ship to last.